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eliyesStealing alba's format 'cuz I like it.
Title: What Dignity?
Fandom: Final Fantasy 4
For: scribe_protra
Summary: Kain Highwind in the mud
Kain Highwind was not having a good day.
He wiped muck off his face, ignoring the trickle going down his neck. His sunny blond hair was doubtless coated in the mud.
"Ach. They're just frisky after being cooped up during a' that rain, sir knight. I'll get -"
"I'll do it," Kain said through gritted teeth. getting to his feet. He wiped a few handfuls of mud off his backside, then squelched determinedly across the paddock, muttering.
"...thrice-bedamned evil-minded overgrown spawn of a chicken..."
He gripped the harness tightly. The chocobo back away, then bolted past him, knocking him back down.
"%@$#!"
Aw, heck, have some more FF4.
Title: The Reason.
Fandom: Final Fantasy 4
For: me, really
Summary: 174 words. comedy and fanservice.
It was times like this when Rosa wondered why she kept rooms at the castle.
A distant rattle and clamour of shouting voices was disturbing her studies. Then, suddenly, the voices were louder, coming down her hallway.
"Cecil! Give me back my bathrobe!"
"No!"
Rosa cracked open her door.
Cecil padded quickly down the hall, bare feet leaving wet marks on the tile floor. His platinum mane was hidden by a towel wrapped around his head. He was clutching closed a dark blue robe she knew was Kain's. (She'd given it to him last winter.)
Kain chased him, naught but a towel held around his hips, long blond hair dripping wet.
They both smelled of wine.
"Dammit, Cecil -" Kain put on speed, grabbing for the robe. He slipped and fell, taking the robe with him.
Cecil, now nude, stopped. He started to turn, noted her door was open, and blinked at her.
"Hi Rosa," he said, before continuing his turn to help his friend up off the floor.
Rosa closed the door with a smile.
Title: Stealth-Ninja Attack!
Fandom: DCU (JLA)
For: poisonivory
Summary: boostle
Ted didn't hear the door open after he passed it. He was walking down the hallway, nose in a technical report from the lab, when he was attacked without warning.
A heavy weight landed on his back and teeth started gnawing on his neck.
Ted screamed like a girl and flailed at the monster.
The monster had surprsingly soft hair.
"GAAHHH!! GETITOFFGETITOFF!! AAA-* ...Booster?"
"Ow! You hit me!"
"You BIT me!"
"I didn't break the skin, you big baby." Booster planted a loud, squeaky kiss over the bite.
"How did you sneak up on me like that?"
Booster smirked.
"Flight ring."
Title: The most tenuous of connections
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
For: alba_aulbath
Summary: More than 100 words. Oh well. I know this probably isn't what you meant when you requested Leon and Ansem, but frankly, this is all I can see.
Leon set down the tattered pages with a frustrated sigh, and rubbed his eyes. He had the lamp low because the girls were trying to sleep, but he had been unable to, drawn back to these so-called ‘Ansem reports’.
He knew he was missing pages – many pages – but what he did have painted the picture of a man who meant well, but stared too long into the abyss and joined the monsters there. And because of him, Leon and the others were left without a world they barely remembered. He felt… responsible for trying to fix it, sheerly because it was his King who caused this plague of Heartless.
A King he did not remember, a world he did not remember
It wasn’t fair. But what was?
He sighed and went back to reading.
Title: Robots Don't Cry, or, Wanting to Bite the Hand that Feeds You
Fandom: Megaman Classic
For: Taichara
Summary: This is... trite? I'll try again later.
Forte leaned against Gospel in the tiny, dusty, abandoned closet they'd wedged themselves into. He sighed (as quietly as he could) and took off his helmet to dig through his dark hair.
The old man is on a rampage again... Can hear the German curses from here.
Gospel nuzzled him, and Forte leaned against him, resting one mulberry-streaked cheek against the cool metal mane.
Hope he doesn't find us this time.
Forte closed his eyes and tried to ignore his warring feelings. He was built to fight - he needed to fight. But more and more he hated it, hated the stupid old man who'd built him, hated defeat...
Unconsciously, he bared his teeth, his perfect enamelled-steel fangs.
He hated him...
But, as the storm of enraged cursing roiled deeper in the lab, he knew there was nothing he could do.
And he hated that the most.
More!
Title: Lashing Out, or, Sometimes It Gets Too Much
Fandom: Megaman Classic
For: taichara, and Forte.
Summary: More Forte issues. Also, these titles are too good for these drabbles.
Why can't I do anything RIGHT?! I'm supposed to be BETTER than this! Dammit dammit DAMN IT!!
The wall fell, and he stood, flexing his hands and looking around for a new target. Wily had already removed all the salvageable lab equipment from the burnt-out ruins, but Forte had come back. He had to. He was so angry, and he could only channel it into violence. There was no other way, not for his programming.
He had failed, again, and he had to take it out on something. He had chosen the ruined lab as a suitable symbol of his defeat.
It wasn't nearly close enough.
Title: Tentacles + Cosplay = NOES
Fandom: DCU (Extreme Justice)
For: poisonivory
Summary: You asked for "Happy funtime Halloween cosplaying Boostle!" This is seriously the first thing I thought of.
“It’s not what you think!”
Ronnie ignored the protest chasing him down the hall as he hurried away, rubbing at his eyes. It was too late, though. The image was practically burned onto his retina.
First Monarch turned Booster into a tentacle monster. Then he was better – but now – now he was using the technology from Zan and Jayna’s ship to – to –
He collided with Captain Atom.
“What – ”
“Beetle! School girl! Tentacles!” he sobbed, scarred for life.
Blue Beetle, dressed in a plaid skirt and white blouse, skittered out into the hall.
“It’s really not what it looked like!”
Title: What Dignity?
Fandom: Final Fantasy 4
For: scribe_protra
Summary: Kain Highwind in the mud
Kain Highwind was not having a good day.
He wiped muck off his face, ignoring the trickle going down his neck. His sunny blond hair was doubtless coated in the mud.
"Ach. They're just frisky after being cooped up during a' that rain, sir knight. I'll get -"
"I'll do it," Kain said through gritted teeth. getting to his feet. He wiped a few handfuls of mud off his backside, then squelched determinedly across the paddock, muttering.
"...thrice-bedamned evil-minded overgrown spawn of a chicken..."
He gripped the harness tightly. The chocobo back away, then bolted past him, knocking him back down.
"%@$#!"
Aw, heck, have some more FF4.
Title: The Reason.
Fandom: Final Fantasy 4
For: me, really
Summary: 174 words. comedy and fanservice.
It was times like this when Rosa wondered why she kept rooms at the castle.
A distant rattle and clamour of shouting voices was disturbing her studies. Then, suddenly, the voices were louder, coming down her hallway.
"Cecil! Give me back my bathrobe!"
"No!"
Rosa cracked open her door.
Cecil padded quickly down the hall, bare feet leaving wet marks on the tile floor. His platinum mane was hidden by a towel wrapped around his head. He was clutching closed a dark blue robe she knew was Kain's. (She'd given it to him last winter.)
Kain chased him, naught but a towel held around his hips, long blond hair dripping wet.
They both smelled of wine.
"Dammit, Cecil -" Kain put on speed, grabbing for the robe. He slipped and fell, taking the robe with him.
Cecil, now nude, stopped. He started to turn, noted her door was open, and blinked at her.
"Hi Rosa," he said, before continuing his turn to help his friend up off the floor.
Rosa closed the door with a smile.
Title: Stealth-Ninja Attack!
Fandom: DCU (JLA)
For: poisonivory
Summary: boostle
Ted didn't hear the door open after he passed it. He was walking down the hallway, nose in a technical report from the lab, when he was attacked without warning.
A heavy weight landed on his back and teeth started gnawing on his neck.
Ted screamed like a girl and flailed at the monster.
The monster had surprsingly soft hair.
"GAAHHH!! GETITOFFGETITOFF!! AAA-* ...Booster?"
"Ow! You hit me!"
"You BIT me!"
"I didn't break the skin, you big baby." Booster planted a loud, squeaky kiss over the bite.
"How did you sneak up on me like that?"
Booster smirked.
"Flight ring."
Title: The most tenuous of connections
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
For: alba_aulbath
Summary: More than 100 words. Oh well. I know this probably isn't what you meant when you requested Leon and Ansem, but frankly, this is all I can see.
Leon set down the tattered pages with a frustrated sigh, and rubbed his eyes. He had the lamp low because the girls were trying to sleep, but he had been unable to, drawn back to these so-called ‘Ansem reports’.
He knew he was missing pages – many pages – but what he did have painted the picture of a man who meant well, but stared too long into the abyss and joined the monsters there. And because of him, Leon and the others were left without a world they barely remembered. He felt… responsible for trying to fix it, sheerly because it was his King who caused this plague of Heartless.
A King he did not remember, a world he did not remember
It wasn’t fair. But what was?
He sighed and went back to reading.
Title: Robots Don't Cry, or, Wanting to Bite the Hand that Feeds You
Fandom: Megaman Classic
For: Taichara
Summary: This is... trite? I'll try again later.
Forte leaned against Gospel in the tiny, dusty, abandoned closet they'd wedged themselves into. He sighed (as quietly as he could) and took off his helmet to dig through his dark hair.
The old man is on a rampage again... Can hear the German curses from here.
Gospel nuzzled him, and Forte leaned against him, resting one mulberry-streaked cheek against the cool metal mane.
Hope he doesn't find us this time.
Forte closed his eyes and tried to ignore his warring feelings. He was built to fight - he needed to fight. But more and more he hated it, hated the stupid old man who'd built him, hated defeat...
Unconsciously, he bared his teeth, his perfect enamelled-steel fangs.
He hated him...
But, as the storm of enraged cursing roiled deeper in the lab, he knew there was nothing he could do.
And he hated that the most.
More!
Title: Lashing Out, or, Sometimes It Gets Too Much
Fandom: Megaman Classic
For: taichara, and Forte.
Summary: More Forte issues. Also, these titles are too good for these drabbles.
Why can't I do anything RIGHT?! I'm supposed to be BETTER than this! Dammit dammit DAMN IT!!
The wall fell, and he stood, flexing his hands and looking around for a new target. Wily had already removed all the salvageable lab equipment from the burnt-out ruins, but Forte had come back. He had to. He was so angry, and he could only channel it into violence. There was no other way, not for his programming.
He had failed, again, and he had to take it out on something. He had chosen the ruined lab as a suitable symbol of his defeat.
It wasn't nearly close enough.
Title: Tentacles + Cosplay = NOES
Fandom: DCU (Extreme Justice)
For: poisonivory
Summary: You asked for "Happy funtime Halloween cosplaying Boostle!" This is seriously the first thing I thought of.
“It’s not what you think!”
Ronnie ignored the protest chasing him down the hall as he hurried away, rubbing at his eyes. It was too late, though. The image was practically burned onto his retina.
First Monarch turned Booster into a tentacle monster. Then he was better – but now – now he was using the technology from Zan and Jayna’s ship to – to –
He collided with Captain Atom.
“What – ”
“Beetle! School girl! Tentacles!” he sobbed, scarred for life.
Blue Beetle, dressed in a plaid skirt and white blouse, skittered out into the hall.
“It’s really not what it looked like!”
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Date: 2005-10-07 09:45 am (UTC)(Don't worry, I know what you mean .. *grins*)
I counterchallenge you, then! ^_^
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Date: 2005-10-07 07:14 pm (UTC)